Sugar, it's no parade but you'll get down the street one way or another, so you'd just as well throw your shoulders back and pick up the pace.

But I'll tell you a secret. When I want to take God at his word exactly I take a peep out the window at His Creation. Because that, darling, He makes fresh for us every day, without a lot of dubious middle managers.

When something extraordinary shows up in your life in the middle of the night, you give it a name and make it the best home you can.

Move on. Walk forward into the light.

There is no perfect time to write. There is only now.

I did it to win love, and to prove myself capable. Not to move mountains. In my opinions, mountains don't move. They only look changed when you look down on them from great height.

Memory is a complicated thing, a relative to truth, but not its twin.